Dark Crow Appears!

Boom! Violent roars echoed relentlessly through the void as fresh blood splattered. This time, Li Guanqi dared not hold back in the slightest! The blood and vital energy roared within him; his dragon-elephant strength forced the old man into a steady retreat. Mo Yanshan was purely a spiritual cultivator, whose physical body was naturally no match for that of a martial cultivator. Relying on his formidable physical power, Li Guanqi did not fall into a disadvantage. The elder's prowess was not to be underestimated; every sword strike carried an immensely terrifying power. Yet... Mo Yanshan was suffering in silence, for the flame domain encircling them was already crumbling to pieces. The reason was simple: the Purple Dragon Thunder Flame unleashed from Li Guanqi's body was simply too terrifying. Though both were flames, it could actually incinerate and extinguish his spiritual flame! Such was the might of a heavenly flame! The surrounding Sword Prison had long turned into a sea of fire. Endless flames manifested into fiery dragons, pouncing toward Mo Yanshan! Like a specter, Li Guanqi teleported behind the old man, raising his sword to strike. Suddenly! A gleam flashed across Mo Yanshan's eyes, and a cold sneer curled at the corners of his mouth. With a wave of Mo Yanshan's hand, Li Guanqi—who was traversing space—had his body frozen instantly in place! A majestic wave of spatial force descended in a flash, dragging him bodily out of the void through which he had been traversing. A cold glint flickered in Mo Yanshan's eyes. Raising his sword high, he roared, "To use teleportation in the presence of a Soul Formation cultivator—you are still too green!" Boom! A scorching sword-light of flame took shape instantly! Li Guanqi looked entirely calm. In all his battles against Soul Formation cultivators, he had never once relied blindly on teleportation. How could he possibly be so careless as to casually teleport before this man? In the next instant... All of Mo Yanshan's strength poured into the sword in his hand, intending to slay Li Guanqi with this single stroke. Yet at the very instant the sword-light slashed out and the primal energy within his body dipped— A massive dragon head suddenly materialized behind him. Jiuxiao roared toward the heavens and whipped its tail with ferocious force! Thud! The terrifying power triggered concussive sonic booms. Before the elder could react, the gigantic tail slammed into him, hurling him back over a thousand zhang! "Pfft—!" "A true dragon?! Where did it come from?! Why?!" Mo Yanshan's pupils trembled. Half of his body went limp. The colossal force had practically shattered the bones throughout half his torso, and the jagged shards pierced directly into his internal organs. His viscera were displaced, his heart and lungs ruptured! Had he not erected a barrier with his primal energy at the final moment, that tail whip would have likely pulverized him into a mound of minced meat. Over recent times, Jiuxiao had long accumulated a towering rage in its heart. It could not comprehend why these ant-like people kept relentlessly hunting down its father. Roar! The moment the old man went flying backward, Jiuxiao's figure vanished in an instant, reappearing behind him and opening its maw to unleash a blast of dragon breath! Before Mo Yanshan could react, he saw a thick pillar of lightning roughly a zhang wide submerge him completely! "No—!" A shrill, wretched shriek rang out through the void. Towering fury erupted within Jiuxiao's golden pupils; as light flared in its eyes, the power of its breath grew all the more terrifying. Soon, not a trace of the old man remained in the void. Not a bone was left behind; even his fleeing origin spirit failed to escape destruction! The dragon breath lasted for five full breaths of time. Watching from the side, Li Guanqi was stunned. He had killed too many people lately, and whatever good items he obtained, he simply fed them straight to Jiuxiao. The fellow's refining capability was exceptionally potent as well, so there was no worry about it overeating. He had not realized that Jiuxiao's aura had already reached the mid rank five great demon realm—the equivalent of a human cultivator at the mid Soul Formation Realm. Yet... demonic beasts were inherently stronger than cultivators of the same realm, to say nothing of the fact that Jiuxiao was a true dragon... Li Guanqi swallowed hard and called for Jiuxiao to return. Shaking its large head, Jiuxiao raised its snout with immense pride and looked sidelong at Li Guanqi. Its meaning was obvious: *See? If you let me out sooner, wouldn't it be solved already?* Seeing this, Li Guanqi could not help laughing. "Alright, alright, I know how impressive you are." Only then did Jiuxiao, thoroughly satisfied, transform into the shape of a bracelet and coil around his wrist. Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes at the pitch-black void. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed an overwhelming wave of flames to erase all lingering auras in the area, then turned and vanished into the void. However, shortly after his departure, the figure of a middle-aged man with a black crow perched on his head slowly materialized. The man wore a black robe patterned with pale yellow motifs, with a short saber slung at his waist. His features were sharp and chiseled as if carved by blades and axes, but his eyes were chillingly indifferent. Standing amid the pitch-black void, he frowned slightly. He then slowly closed his eyes to sense the surroundings carefully. Frowning slightly, he muttered under his breath, "Two auras... both very strong." "No! There is demonic aura!" Slowly opening his eyes, a glint of surprise flashed deep within his dark gaze. His thin lips murmured softly, "Mo Yanshan... was likely killed." "A troublesome fellow indeed." *Whoosh!* The man's figure vanished from where he stood, as though he had never been there at all. Yet after three hours passed in this manner, the man's figure suddenly reappeared a thousand zhang away. Taking a deep look into the distance, a red glint flashed in the crow's eyes, and the man turned to leave. One day later. At the center of a storm within the void, Li Guanqi, drenched in blood, was struggling to endure. At last, he was flung straight out of the storm. His divine sense surged outward across the expanse; only when he detected no sign of that man did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. Back then, Li Guanqi had felt an inexplicable surge of unease. After flashing away, he had not actually left the region; instead, he had sought out a moderate void storm and plunged straight into it. Sure enough! Someone from Dark Crow had appeared! Had he chosen to flee outright back then, he would have inevitably left traces through space along the way. Given his condition at the time, running into that fellow would have meant certain death! That fellow was truly cautious. Over just a sliver of suspicion, he had actually doubled back for a second look. If the void storm had not masked his aura, the man would probably have discovered him long ago. With no time to dwell on it, a sharp gleam flickered in Li Guanqi's eyes. He took out spirit stones and began healing his wounds. He turned and vanished into the void, erratically shifting directions within it and tearing through the void at intervals to erase his tracks. Soon, disguised in a black robe with an ordinary appearance, Li Guanqi appeared in an ancient town. He needed to find a safer place to nurse his injuries. The primal energy surged turbulently within his body, and he sensed something unusual... He was likely about to break through!